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Sunday, December 15, 2013

Here's one of my favourite quotes from my "Rule of a Lady" collection. This particular one is gracing the wall of my bedroom for quite a while now.
Enjoy the last hours of weekend before the crazy Monday arrives!
xxx
Lucy Jane

Friday, December 13, 2013

Have you ever felt like you're not good enough?
Like everything you do isn't worth sharing with others, because you feel like
it doesn't contribute to the world. Have you ever gave up your dreams, because
you didn't want to fail, so instead you just gave up? Are you afraid to wish
for something, because you're afraid it won't happen? Were you ever told you
won't succeed at something, and you believed that? I've felt like this my whole
life.

But this isn't a story about my misery, it's a
story about a battle left unfinished, words left unsaid and people left
hurting. It's a story about a girl named Autumn. She was like that. All
different colours and beautiful with her auburn curly hair and pale complexion.
When she was around everyone laughed. And her laughter sounded like an autumn
rain. She was perfect, everyone loved her, and it seemed like she loved
everyone as well. But it turned out this wasn't true. I'll tell you later about
that. Right now, this is not important. Autumn was everyone's best friend,
helping hand, she did everything for other people. Sometimes even too much. The
beauty of it was, that she didn't care. She liked to help and she always knew
when there was someone who really needed her help and if they just wanted her
help for the wrong reasons.

And Autumn always knew all the right words. Something
I always had problem with. She knew what was the right thing at the right
moment to say to anyone she meet; Autumn knew how to make people feel better
about themselves, about what they did or about what was done to them.

The story I want to tell you started in May
2010. I remember that it was a huge storm on the day when it all started. I
remember the tension in the air the moments before the sky opened and took it
all away. The storm is just a distant memory now, because after it the sun came back to the
cloudless sky. It was beautiful. Thinking back, I believe that what happened
that day changed my life forever. Not just my life, it actually changed the
life of many other people as well.

It's funny how I can get along with people that
are either older or younger than me, but somehow I can't connect with my peers.
This is the main reason why I even met Autumn.

I've been living in the big city my whole life.
I'm not complaining, I loved every minute of it. After I finished High School I
went to college. I was doing what I thought I wanted. I was at college, the
place where I wanted to be for the last five years. And as it turned out
college wasn't for me. I hated every minute of the first semester, I was
daydreaming during classes, I wanted to escape from the thing I used to want
the most.

I felt so guilty, and when I talked to my
parents about it, they were like: "But honey, isn't this what you always
wanted? The thing you were asking to finally happen for the last five
years?"

At this point I had no idea what to do. I felt
trapped and unsafe. Like everything I do isn't good enough. Suddenly the big
city wasn't big enough for me. I felt like it was suffocating me with all the
skyscrapers and bad air and people
always in a rush to get somewhere. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe and one May day I just packed all my stuff, sat in a car and drove for miles. I
didn't stop until I came to the other part of the country. I knew people would
be looking for me, but I didn't care. I didn't say goodbye to anyone, or wrote a goodbye letter. I just left.

It was the day I met Autumn for the first
time.It was the day the story really starts.

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So this is my promised story. Or at least the first part of it. I hope you liked it. It took me a while to get the story on a paper the way I wanted it to sound, the way I imagined it in my head. I am kind of proud of it, since I never did anything even remotely similar. I did wrote a few short stories for school, when I was younger, but they weren't in English, and if everything goes according to plan this will become a novel. Please leave a comment or write me a message on facebook or something, so I know if you liked it or not. I will be happy of any constructive (that means that I hope that besides:this is awesome/sucks, you also write: ...because --> for example: I already read a book with the same story, your narration is horrible, and so on and so on) reply I get, weather it's positive or negative.

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

The third
day of my December resolutions, and I already broke one. Yesterday, I didn't
post anything on my blog. I do have an excuse though. I had a stomach bug and
became inseparable with my lovely toilet. Disgusting I know, but this is my
excuse and a damn good one, if I may add.

But back to
the topic. I want to do a new best-of-the-month series, this one called Movie of
the Month. I know I missed it for November, but I think you didn't need to hear
it from me too (well you're gonna hear it anyway). The title for November was
fair and square won by The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. The movie is amazing,
story is amazing, and the cast is amazing. I loved Jennifer Lawrence in it and
I can't wait to see her next movie that comes out right about now: American
Hustle. I saw the trailer and I'm really looking forward to seeing it.

So I told
what I (and another half of the world) think about what was movie of the month
November. But what about December? I was thinking something Christmassy or
maybe at least something with a lot of snow. I couldn't decide, so I made a
short list and watch all three movies again. Well I saw Frozen for the first
time, and other two for like twentieth, but who's counting? The other two being
Just Friends (with Ryan Reynolds, the gorgeous husband of Blake Lively) and Ghosts
of the Girlfriends Past (with Matthew McConaughey). It was tough, especially
after seeing the pretty new Disney tale about two sisters that love each other
so much that are willing to do everything for the sake of other's well-being.

But seeing Matthew
McConaughey shirtless resolved all the issues I had before and Ghosts of the
Girlfriends Past has won in my book.

The story
is not hard to tell. If you think hard enough, the title will remind you of
another one you probably heard before. Well, the title isn't exactly the same,
but I'm sure you all heard of Charles Dickens's A Christmas Carol. No? Then you
should go back to school! Just kidding. The stories have the same concept. A
guy (Scrooge in A Christmas Carol and Connor in Ghosts of the Girlfriends
Past) did some horrible things in the past (Scrooge was super greedy and didn't
want to share his wealth, Connor had a lot of girlfriends and hurt the one he
truly loves) and the higher power that controls life (in a story) decided that
it's time to give them one last chance before they destroy any hope of bright
future they might have. So during the night three ghosts visit them, a ghost of
their past, present and future. As always in romantic comedies, everything
turns out just fine (and exactly the opposite of what the ghosts predict).

The thing I
liked the most about the movie (besides Matthew McConaughey and the fact that
there's a wedding and snow) is that Emma Stone is in it. She plays this crazy
ghost of the past. She is super cute with curly hair and scrunches and all the
eighties clothes she's wearing. And the fact that she behaves like she has
enough energy to jump up and down for eternity. And the fact that she uses a
bed as a car. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt afterwards. She was just so
funny in this movie! I loved it!

The
verdict:

So Ghosts of the Girlfriends Past is a romantic comedy you want to watch when
you're cold and tiered and fell like, I need some time for myself. Or at least
that is what I do, because I always forget about my problems when I'm watching
a hot guy chasing a girl of his dreams (or in this case, half of the movie
pushing her away and chasing other girls). And not to forget, there's enough
shirtless Matthew McConaughey and some hot girls in lingerie for both you and
your boyfriend (if you have one, which I don't. Just saying. Not complaining).
And there's a car chase that is at the same time romantic and full of
adrenalin. Really it's a win-win movie. And you can watch it every Christmas
and it never gets old.

Monday, December 9, 2013

So earlier
this week I decided to do some stuff until the end of the year. I made
"The December Resolutions List". I put on all kinds of stuff. From
lose five pounds to write more, and study more. The study more is more or less
just a technicality, because I have to start to study all together. But to tell
you the truth I don't like the college I'm going to, and I'm searching for
alternative, but so far, I hadn't came up with one. My mom said that I have to
study or I should go and get a job. But tell me, what am I supposed to do? The
high school I went to didn't give me any sort of usable knowledge, unless you
count the ability to finish advanced math with a decent grade without really
studying a good thing to do in the world (please note that I'm not bragging,
it's just a fact that I do OK in math and if it makes you feel any better, I
suck at French because I'm too lazy to open the book so I only know enough
French to not to get sold away in France. Or maybe not even that much. I should
try it sometimes I guess). So for now I'm stuck in college doing the exact
thing I hate the most, studying about things I know will never need in my life.

Instead of
complaining I decided to do something about it. So I'm complaining about it on
the internet. Well that and I also made a facebook page, updated my old
polyvore account, made a new tumbler blog and a pintrest board (I hadn't quite
figured out how to do all the "pinning" yet, so excuse me if I used a
wrong term or something). So here you have it mom; I'm doing the whole social
media experience! How's that for a quality time full of learning. Honestly, I
had no idea you still can't add your pictures in polyvore collages, or that you
can have a singing tumbler blog. Which is highly annoying if I may say, since I
do most of browsing during college classes. It's not nice when you forget to
turn off the speaker and suddenly in the middle of the heated discussion about
Freud, all of the sudden One Directions Best Song Ever starts to play. No
seriously guys, all I want to do is see and reblog your photo, not listen to
One Direction or Lorde or whatever you set to play when I open your blog.
Because than instead of being happy about seeing your beautiful picture all I
want to do is close the tab that plays music (not that I have anything against
One Direction or Lorde, I just want to be able to watch your photos during
class without the possibility of getting caught because you just had to share
that beautiful song with me!).

Enough
about that, and more about the resolutions I made for this December. First I
must say I am a person that believes that if you repeat the same thing every
single day, than it becomes part of your routine and it's not hard to do
anymore. I used to get up at seven fifty, but when I started high school I
switched to getting up at seven o'clock and now that I'm in collage (and have
all those morning classes that start before eight!) I'm getting up at six
thirty. And now, that two months has passed I even wake up at six thirty on weekends
(I usually don't get up until nine, but who cares?). So I decided to make it a
point of starting to exercise every day for at least half an hour; Starting
tomorrow, of course. And even more, I decided to write something and post it on
blogger every single day until the New Year's Eve. And maybe even longer if
start studying about, well right now.

Oh and
decided to do one more thing. Every since I was a little girl I always wanted
to write a book, so I decided to at least finish the first chapter of a story
I'm currently working on. I decided that
you will be the best judges of weather I should or shouldn't continue writing.
So any comments or anything will be much appreciated. I don't mind a bad critic
as long as they are constructive and have a good reason. "I hate it"
or "It sucks" isn't enough for me. I want to know exactly why you
hate it or why it sucks, I also want to know why you like it or love it. So
please be constructive. I already wrote the prolog and first half of the chapter
one. I will be posting prolog soon, and hopefully chapter one not long after
that.

Oh, and I
almost forgot. If you won't like the story I'm currently working on another
one, that already has prolog and chapter one and some of chapter two written.
For this one I have the entire story in my mind and already written the
pointers down. It has a working title Madame and I'm really excited about
writing it. Way more than about the other one, that I call Words Left Unsaid.
Which is quite funny since I have almost no filter and practically always tell
everything that is in my mind. You should hear me in the restaurant with one of
my best friends talking about everything, including gossiping about the boy at
the next table (I had no idea he was there, maybe I wouldn't say all the things
I said if I knew he was. But what is done is done, it's not like I'm gonna date
him or anything).

In hopes
all of you are not as bored (and becoming obsessed with social media) as me,

Saturday, December 7, 2013

He was a great men who believed in human decency and (in my opinion) is a perfect example of how people should live. Not only to save our asses, but also to save everybody elses!

Nelson Mandela spent 27 years in prison, only to be made stronger by the experience. He was black in a country known for apartheid (political system of racial segregation, in which black people-native to the area, were considered inferior in comparison to white people) and yet he become the president of the same country.

He was(is) a real life super hero. He believed in equality of all human races. In three words: He was (still is) awesome!

I hope this quote reminds you that breaking a nail isn't the worst thing ever and that there are people with real problems out in the world.

December is here. This means that winter is officially here. I know that according to the calender winter started a month or so ago, but for me the real winter is from December to February (with an exception if it's already 10 cm of snow in November. But it has to be in the city - my city, not in the mountains).

So this is how I want my winter to look like. What about you? Are you eager to watch snow falling from the warm haven of your house? I know I am, and yesterday when the first snowflakes landed on the streets of my city, I was so happy, that the winter is officially here.

- colour die for food if you wish (whatever the correct expression for this is, I hope you got my point)

Process (just be ready to repeat it over and over and over again, before you make perfect macrons):

-quickly mix egg whites, until you can see bubbles.

- add the white sugar

- mix until egg whites turn white and you are able to turn around the plate (you were mixing egg whites in) and the mix doesn't fall out of the plate
- add almonds and powdered sugar
- mix them into a think but creamy paste (mix like you're folding it (from downside to up)
- optional: somewhere in the middle of previous step add the colouring.
- paste is perfect when it flattens in about 10 s after you stopped mixing it

- put the paste into a plastic bag and cut off a really small piece of one corner
- make shells on a baking sheet (or however it's called - the thing you put your cookies and stuff on so they don't burn into the baking pan) or you can buy a special macron baking sheet

- leave them to rest for about 60 minutes (depends on humidity), so they form a slight crust
- bake them in an preheated oven on 140 degrees Celsius for 22 minutes; when the macrons rise, lover the temperature to 130 degrees Celsius
- after we took them out of oven, leave them to cool down for 5 minutes
- turn macrons around together with the baking sheet
- pull the baking sheet off the macrons (not the other way around)

That's how your macron shells should look like

- put two together and put a marmalade or chocolate ganache or a cream cheese mix in between
-et voila: